Barely Holding On (R-18)

"I'm cumming...," Cassian announced, releasing for the third time since they'd begun. Lucy's heart swelled with satisfaction at his words, but she couldn't show it on her face nor voicing it aloud. She had, after all, reached her peak same number as him already, though she refused to admit it, letting her ego reign supreme.

But she didn't need to say it—her body betrayed her. Earlier, she'd been riding him slowly, deliberately controlling the pace, teasing out his pleasure with every calculated movement. Now, her control had crumbled. She clung to him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder, her breath ragged. Her lips parted involuntarily, her eyes fluttering as she fought to keep them from rolling back, her flushed expression hidden in the crook of his neck.